Okay, to top off a month that was already TOO EXCITING, last night at midnight I got woken up by my mother because she was worried about my father. I took one look at him, saw his face was drooping, and dived for a phone to call triple zero.
Anyway, good news, he didn't actually have a stroke. He instead had a neurological episode that could be best described as "you were lacking The Vitamin? and yet you persevered?" and having been given The Vitamin, is somewhat worse for wear but fine. (He may or may not have fallen dramatically twice and then got approximately no sleep, so. That's not a surprise. But as far as we can tell, nothing more than that. )
Anyway! Here's! Hoping! There's! No More! Excitement!